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Jun 28, 2009

THIS GOOSE EGG WAS NOT GOLDEN

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This post was originally done on March 22, 2009. This is not the same sister who's house I was just staying at on Vancouver Island.

I received a long distance phone call this morning from one of my sisters. She told me to turn on the local news and have a look at my "weapon of choice".What did I see there. An old Electrolux vacuum cleaner of course.She sure has a long memory. Many, many, many years ago when I was about 4 or 5 years old, in self defense I am sure, I took the metal pipe from my Mom's vacuum and whacked her across the head with it.I was just a tiny little girl but apparently I had enough muscle to swing that sucker pretty good.She ran to our Mom's room and woke her from a nap. Mom wasn't happy about the wake up but when she saw the size of the goose egg on my sister's forehead she let out an "OMG".Now in my defense I must say she must have done something to deserve this because I have never hit anyone since. I also don't remember this so I have to take her word for it.Mom did what they did in those days...she taped a huge coin tightly to it to try tokeep the swelling down. No doctors, no Children's Aid, no clinic.By the way this same sister used to double me on the back of her bike and she would go so fast I would scream and scream. That I do remember. See I told you she probably deserved it.

12 comments:

You must have been really mad at her. Once I wonked my sister over the head with a lunch pail, you know, the metal ones from the fifties, not the soft ones that Pottery Barn sells. I have no memory of what my mother said. I adored my older sister, so I can't imagine what she could have done to deserve my wrath. I have a tendency to forget the unpleasant! L.O.L.

Whah. I never had the pleasure of smacking a sibling with anything. Only children have to take their frustrations out on inanimate objects. I set fire to a garbage can and nearly burned the house down. I remember being scared of those big elecrolux monsters. Weren't they sold door to door? Seems to me there was a Lucy skit about her adventure as a vacuum salesperson and throwing dirt on people's floors. Do you remember it Lucy?

Never had siblings around myself. But I raised two daughters. Once my older one put the younger one, a toddler, in the clothes dryer. No, didn't turn it on. Don't think she was tall enough. I thought it was the fault of an older neighbor girl for many years, and continually told the story of how this neighbor girl was so mean she put my youngest in the dryer. On the night of my older daughter's wedding in Cozumel, she finally told me she was the culprit! So I see how these things go. Yeah, she probably deserved it!Brenda

This sounds like a tale from my family stories....not between my brothers and I, but between my two sons. The best one was one day A was outside with G and A was taking stones from the driveway and throwing them up and the air. G came outside and A said, "Hey G, look at this." He promptly threw the stone straight up in the air and it came down on little G's head...smack! Talk about a goose egg and alot of tears. Thanks for your feedback on last blog. You will have to tell me more about Cadwallader.

Stacey: when not used as a weapon you could ride it like a horse.Kathy & Dixie: those who deserve a wallop with the vacuum or lunch pail get it.Lynn: it was all fun and games until someone put an eye out.Keetha: knew I could count on you to understandFlorida Sue (Lucy): could have been worse if you had siblings you may have lit one of them on fire. Good thing to know about you.Brenda: my eldest dumped his little brother off a blanket and onto a table corner. Stitches required. I thought he just fell. The guilt ate him alive for about 5 days then he had to tell me the truth.Linda: nothing bleeds as dramatically as a head wound. Teach kids about Isaac Newton.Mrs. Petrie: I don't think it is in the medical books. Something about the old giant copper pennies. I think witchcraft may also be needed to make it work.

We weren't wealthy enought to have owned one of these babies.... Consequently, I just threw rocks at my brothers! They were cheap and abundant in our yard. Did I mention we didn't even have grass? I lived in New Mexico, land of dirt....